Rong Yan stiffened and said, "Don't think too much. I'll be back soon."
"Rong Yan, what's the point of doing this? You're keeping me tied up while getting intimate with Mo Xiyan. Do you think it's fair to me? Or are you that cheap?"
Rong Yan pursed his coral red lips tightly and remained silent. Just as Luo Anning thought that he would not answer, he said, "Wait for me to come back."
Luo Anning stood up and slowly walked upstairs. The married couple walked in opposite directions…
…
At Old Mr. Rong's mansion.
"Madam, Young Master Rong is back!" Butler Zhang scurried into the living room with a smile on his face.
Jiang Peihua stopped drinking her tea and subconsciously looked at Mo Xiyan. Mo Xiyan turned to look at her and smiled gently. "Auntie, what's wrong? Is there something dirty on my face?"
She then touched her face.
